Chapter 776: Three Eights

Shen Dapeng stuck his palm on the window glass, wondering how the cat climbed to the sixth floor, and wondered, do cats really have nine lives? How dare you play around at a height of nearly twenty meters!

Walking out of the bedroom slowly, his parents were angry earlier than him and had already washed up. His father read the newspaper carefully while listening to the morning news.

My mother was busy in the kitchen. There were too many leftovers last night, which was a waste, so I could only eat leftovers, but the freshly cooked porridge was splashing in the pot, and it looked very appetizing.

"Dapeng is awake? Go wash up and eat right away!"

"Okay!" Responding to his mother's words, Shen Dapeng obediently went to wash up. When he finished washing his hair, he happened to face the mirror. It was the young face he was already familiar with. His hair was much longer than when he was in high school, and he could already make several hairstyles. .

Shen Dapeng boredly recalled the haircut in his thirties in his previous life, and casually made a standard, professional three-to-seven point. Looking at the extremely mismatched cheeks and hairstyle in the mirror, he thought it was funny, and hurriedly messed up and returned to the original hairstyle. Weird hairstyles covering eyebrows and ears.

Sure enough, every age group has its own temperament. Even if he is mature in mind, the youthful temperament still does not match the mature hairstyle and dress. It seems that he wants to get a younger hairstyle.

After eating, Shen Dapeng continued his habit of exercising, walking and jogging all the way, and arrived at the Real Dream Hotel in a leisurely manner. The distance from his home to the hotel was several kilometers away, but when he arrived at the entrance of the hotel, he He didn't breathe heavily, but there was already a layer of hoarfrost formed by breathing on the eyebrows, eyelashes, and temples.

Running a few kilometers in the morning at a low temperature of more than 20 degrees below zero may be regarded as a neuropathy in the eyes of ordinary people, but Shen Dapeng has long been used to it. After the morning run, not only did he not feel cold, but beads of sweat ooze from his back.

Neither my aunt nor Wang Yuying called him. He just wanted to come and see the Wang sisters. The scene of Wang Xueying being slapped yesterday was still vivid in his memory. He was afraid that Wang Xueying would do something excessive.

Entering the hotel lobby, this time the lobby manager recognized Shen Dapeng at a glance, and hurriedly greeted him with a smile, "Mr. Liu is not here today, do you want to eat or rest?"

"I'm looking for your Mr. Wang, is she in the private room on the top floor?"

"That's right! Wang is always on the top floor, but...the top floor is a private place, and outsiders are not allowed to go up without the consent of President Wang and President Liu! But..."

The lobby manager kept staring at Shen Dapeng's expression changes. When he saw Shen Dapeng frowning, he immediately changed his words, "But you are Mr. Liu's nephew, so you must not be an outsider. I have the key to the elevator on the top floor, and I will take you up there!"

"Okay!" This time Shen Dapeng did not refuse the lobby manager's kindness.

The elevator needs a separate key card to access the top floor. After swiping the card, the elevator moves upwards smoothly. When the elevator door opens, there are two waiters standing in the small bar at the top door. Their looks and temperament are better than the ordinary waiters downstairs. Excellent, private use of better talents, this point is no different from the previous Zhu family.

"Mr. Shen, you are busy. I'm going downstairs."

"Okay, go ahead." Shen Dapeng glanced sideways at the badge of the lobby manager, Deng Xinhui!

In fact, from the perspective of age, appearance, personality, and how he treats people, Deng Xinhui is quite suitable for the position of lobby manager, but the careful thinking of people's dishes is not worthy of appreciation.

"Hi sir, are you looking for Mr. Wang? Have you made an appointment in advance?" A handsome boy walked out of the bar. He was dressed in a normal uniform, but his figure was better than Shen Dapeng's. His short hair was fluffy, his cheeks were sharp and angular, and he smiled neatly. Teeth, smiling makes people feel comfortable looking at them.

"I don't have an appointment, so go and ask for me! Just say... Shen Dapeng is looking for her!"

"Okay, wait a moment!" The handsome boy walked back to the bar and whispered to another waitress.

The waitress came out from the bar, and when she passed by Shen Dapeng, she nodded politely and smiled, "Mr. Shen, you can go to the area next to you to take a rest, and you can order whatever you need."

"Let's have a glass of water!"

"Give Mr. Shen a glass of water!"

The waitress gave an order, and then entered the guest room area on the top floor.

Shen Dapeng went to the bar and took the initiative to take the white water in the glass. Facing the sunlight shining in from the whole floor-to-ceiling window, the white water was transparent and clean, and the glass was not stained at all. It could be seen that the waiter paid great attention to details.

I was bored for a while, walked around and checked, and found that the decoration pattern of the previous Zhu family was basically the same, but some newer decorations were changed. No wonder, the top floor was the place where the Zhu family specially entertained the big bosses, and the decoration design is sure. They will always look for top designers. Apart from the minutiae, there is not much room for modification.

After a while, the waitress came back, "Mr. Shen, Mr. Wang invites you in!"

"Thank you!" Shen Dapeng thanked politely, returned the water glass to the bar, and walked towards the bakery area inside.

The waitress watched Shen Dapeng's back disappear around the corner before returning to the bar, and turned the handsome boy curiously, "Mr. Wang actually asked a boy to go to her room. This has never happened before. Guess... you Who is the messy boy?"

"Sloppy? Looks okay to me! It's just that my hair is a little longer, I'm not as tall, I'm not as handsome, and my smile isn't as bright as mine. Everything else is fine!"

The boy called Doudou straightened his hairstyle narcissistically, and the waitress gouged her eyes with contempt.

"You are so narcissistic! Anyone who is not handsome can enter Mr. Wang's room. You go in and try it out, and see if Mr. Wang doesn't fire you! Ahhh!"

The waitress suddenly screamed, so frightened that the glass in the boy's hand almost fell to the ground, "What are you doing, you scared me...Ah!!"

The boy turned around and suddenly yelled, "First, sir, you haven't gone in yet?"

It turned out that Shen Dapeng did not go far, but stood at the side of the bar at some point, and was looking at the two of them with a smile, "It's okay, I just wanted to ask which room Mr. Wang is in, you didn't say just now!"

"888! It's always been Mr. Wang's exclusive room. Go slowly!" The boy just said behind his back that Shen Dapeng was inferior to him, but now he was so frightened that he stuttered when he spoke, and he didn't even dare to look directly at Shen Dapeng.

"Thank you!" Shen Dapeng turned around to leave, but just as he took a step, he turned around again, stood up straight beside the boy, gestured at the height of the two, grinned, and nodded affirmatively.

"It seems that I am not as tall as you, nor as handsome as you. You are great!" He patted the boy on the shoulder as if encouraging.

It's okay not to slap, after these few palms, the boy was nervous for a moment, and the wine glass in his hand almost fell to the ground. Fortunately, Shen Dapeng reacted quickly, picked it up and returned it to him.